So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
just sold my soul for a pack of cigaroos. little do they know they got the short end of the deal. suckers.
'Watching yourself cry on Photobooth' is the new 'watching yourself cry in the mirror.'
How do you wash franks red hot sauce, whip cream, grapejuice and shame out of silk?
I would just throw it away. You cant just wash out shame, it has to soak for like a month.
Avril Lavigne as a judge on Idol wearing devil ears. it's like every boner you ever had in 2002 just came true.
you are the best fuck buddy i could have, all the others get feelings and morals involved
doing lines of blow through a tampon applicator in the study lounge at 7am so i can finish an italian composition that was due a week and a half ago...such a good student.
She liked to slap me in the face while she was on top. All I can say is that big boobs can excuse a lot.
I'm not going to be your wingman while you are in the hospital.
I may or may not have definitely said the words "how do I put this beer in my purse without looking like an alcoholic" last night.
I ate 2 pot cookies before we left the house. Fuck Pokemon. I'm playing my own game.
STOP SENDING ME NAKED PICTURES WHEN I'M TRYING TO TEACH. MONDAY TUESDAY 1-3 IS A DICK AND ARSE FREE ZONE
Man, I'm never going tanning again he noticed the burns on my ass
I'll get the most aesthetic strap on, you'll see
My psychiatrist just sent me a dick pic
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